Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

At this moment, Tokugawa did not know that he had been targeted.

Trying hard to fight.

After struggling for half a day, Reinhardt in front of him stood like an insurmountable mountain.

No matter how inconspicuous Tokugawa was, his mentality was gradually changing.

Coach Mifune, noticing something was wrong, promptly applied for a break with a stern face.

While resting, Tokugawa sat on a bench with a towel covering his entire face.

There was no communication throughout the whole process.

Even his teammates behind him didn't have a chance to cheer him on.

He thought that perhaps he would let down Gui and Irie who had cultivated him for so long.

Just when Tokugawa was confused.

"Kid, remember what you said before you went on stage? You beat Watanabe to get the singles title. It's really too embarrassing to play like this."

Dean Pingdō reached out and grabbed Tokugawa's hair, pulling the inner turmoil of Tokugawa to his front to face him.

Meeting Byodoin's warning gaze, Irie beside him looked at him with disapproval, and the ghost folded his arms without saying a word.

The middle school students were silent and didn't dare to speak.

Of course, the referee quickly gave a warning.

The powerful Byodoin Temple simply glanced at the referee.

The referee was scared by the look on his face.

I thought about just letting it go, but I'm the referee! Be brave!

I was about to say something more.

Over there, Byodoin had already let go of his grip.

Tokugawa regained his freedom and his body mechanically returned to its original position.

With some emotions in his eyes that others could not understand, he returned to the field.

He still remembers the joy of qualifying for the singles match the day before the final.

Tokugawa had just defeated Watanabe the day before the final to qualify for the singles match.

He was just about to share his joy with two seniors who had taken great care of him.

Long Geshen appeared before his eyes without anyone noticing, smiling and clapping.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Congratulations, Tokugawa-san, you've qualified for the singles competition.

From this perspective, the current Tokugawa-senpai might be more suitable.

Those who are mentally strong enough can remain calm in the face of Reinhard's ability to possess no weaknesses.

You might be the best candidate, as long as you can..."

Long Ge's words were like a stone thrown into the seemingly calm river, causing ripples.

Little did they know that under the calm river water, undercurrents had already been surging, just waiting for the day of the competition.

Tokugawa didn't remember what happened afterwards very clearly. His joy was mixed with sadness that Irie had lost the qualification to compete, which made him unable to think too much.

Tokugawa put aside all distracting thoughts and laughed at himself.

Are you strong enough inside?

That's ridiculous.

Now I am full of anxiety and confusion.

Two voices conflicted within me.

Negative: You can’t win against such a powerful opponent who has absolutely no weaknesses.

Positive: To win, we must have everyone’s belief and achieve good results.

The two voices fought for a long time.

It lasted so long that the referee thought Tokugawa had lost his composure and was about to speak up to remind him that he was still in the game.

Tokugawa suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes regained their former calmness, but seemed to still be burning with ambition.

Longma stood up excitedly, with the corners of his mouth raised in a grin.

It was the senior Tokugawa whom he was familiar with.

Reinhardt understood that the opponent was going to use his trump card to start a war with him.

Tokugawa hit his signature shot, the colorful serve.

The powerful style and speed of the game failed to impress Reinhardt.

He moved his feet and immediately appeared at the hitting point.

Reinhardt can not only turn his own weaknesses into his own advantages, but also directly attack his opponent's weaknesses.

The ball was hit back to the other corner.

Just when Reinhardt thought he had succeeded.

Unfortunately, that was the place where Tokugawa had once stopped.

A black hole appeared and the ball was frozen in the corner. After a moment, Tokugawa appeared in front of the ball.

He struck back with full force.

The appearance of the black hole left the audience stunned.

On the infinite possibilities of tennis games.

The ball was frozen in mid-air, and this bug immediately attracted the admiration of the audience.

Reinhardt was stunned for a moment, so he successfully hit the ball back.

Tokugawa stood there, as if he knew the outcome.

As expected, the ball went out of bounds, marking a solid first step for Tokugawa to start the war.

Tokugawa looked mature and steady.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Now we can start."

Reinhardt smiled slightly.

"You Japanese are all the same, you like to boast."

The score is now 3-0 and the US team leads.

As Tokugawa gradually got into the game, he chased after every point.

Bring the game back in shape.

"The Japanese team scored! The score is 3-2, the American team is temporarily leading!"

As the referee's decision came out, the Japanese team was also in an uproar.

Irie breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling relieved.

"Tokugawa is getting better. It seems those worries are unnecessary."

The rigorous ghost didn't think so, as the game was still halfway through.

It is unknown how the opponent will play.

It’s too early to be happy now.

The high school students watched the game calmly, knowing the truth well.

The still somewhat immature middle school students have not yet truly understood it.

Everyone was already beaming with joy, with more or less smiles on their faces.

"Great, great, we won back. If we keep going like this, winning the game won't be a problem!"

Just as Xiao Jin was celebrating happily.

Daqu's words were like a bucket of cold water poured down.

"Don't be too happy too soon, the opponent is the leader of a team that made it to the World Championship.

Neither of them has shown their hand yet, and the outcome of the match is still uncertain."

Joy comes and goes quickly.

After listening to it, Xiao Jin felt listless.

He thought the game would end like this.

But looking at the guy opposite, he doesn’t seem that powerful.

The younger generations who were instructed by Daqu finally looked at the man opposite them seriously.

"If you don't believe me, just ask Echizen. She should know more."

Daqu raised his chin.

Long Ge, who was sitting upright on the bench, looked more serious and earnest than ever when no one was paying attention to him.

Until Xiao Jin suddenly jumped out and approached Long Ge.

"Hey, Chaoqian, let me ask you a question. Can Black Hole win the game? What are you thinking about?"

Looking at Xiao Jin's face magnified several times, Long Ge suddenly came back to his senses.

"Sorry, Xiao Jin, I didn't hear you just now. Can you say it again?"

Long Ge spoke embarrassedly.

"Huh? Sister Chaoqian is a little weird today."

Xiao Jin is worthy of having his intuition attribute maxed out.

He subconsciously noticed that something was wrong with Long Ge, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Atobe reached out and put some distance between the two of them.

"Even if you're a kid, you're too close. Go away, Shiraishi, keep an eye on your teammates."

Atobe's original intention was that Kintaro's intuition was too accurate, and he didn't want him to notice that something was wrong with Long Ge.

But it changes its meaning in the eyes of those who like to gossip.

"Yo yo yo, Atobe is jealous, how interesting."

Irie chuckled softly.

Atobe's face was full of black lines, and he was left with helplessness.

"Hey, hey, Irie-senpai, please consider the situation when joking."